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Shadow Boxing
Find an auspice today.
The moon was coming back
after an abdication.
Lurching on cobblestoned stretch
of blue-black clouds; paring
the tall conical trees of
royal pines.
Heaped with roses, a man
with no-war slogan, lies
in the open earth.
You will not perceive―
any smell of smouldering pen and knives.
The body turns without
a comma.
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